Video On Top de Abdias Joga 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abdias Joga - On Top Lyrics

Intro

I got bros in the Broncs
I got friends in Atlanta
Getting sick of the talk
Know my name to Havana

Ima get you what you want
I'm a great to the grana
I'm gonna be at the front
I got bread like its manna

Chorus

Now we on top where you at, where you been though?
Pushing while I whop I won't stop for a benzo
Enemies are hot let 'em talk for a min' so
I can put 'em down fear of God young Lorenzo

Verse

They say he go C-R-A-Z-Y in the building
With the brodies on the floor and the wodies on the ceiling
Let me run a tap track, keep my g's in slack back
I said hold up Lil' momma gotta run this trackback
I had to play the players
I fake the fakers
I had to beat the best
I had to slay the slayers
I had to test the game even when I thought they made the traitors
I had to run it up up
When I thought they made the paper
And I said oh were you going who you feeling where you at
I said oh check your pressure calm it down and take a nap
We don't know if you made it we might take a roll call
Put a pause on the track while I take a phone call

Go go get it if you want it here 'em calling they been roaring
I been busting out the watch because my diamonds from new orleans
I take names for sure keep these stacks now pain forsure
Anybody wanna catch a game for sure
Hold up boutta hit 'em with the pain for sure

Oh brodie boutta catch 'em with the hands
I'm about to hit em with the bands
Leave em in a trance
Anybody wanna start a talk prolly bouta hit em with the block
Ima take a chance

When I never had a way I had to put it down I had to back away
I had to run it up I had to stack away
Ima do this way yall can do that way

Chorus

Now we on top where you at, where you been though?
Pushing while I whop I won't stop for a benzo
Enemies are hot let 'em talk for a min' so
I can put 'em down fear of God young Lorenzo